a breeze off the ocean
sand between my toes
a shadow of a dog chases a wave
and I stand hands in pockets
the pier off to my left
the sound of the carousel
still in my ears
here in a city without angels
looking for a few people
I used to know
I have snapshots like that in my own album. Bitchen.
Yes, we have California in common, don’t we?
Yep.
I did a stretch of California
For about 3 years
You take me back there every time I read